In the evening, Du Wanlin came home from get off work.
Du Wanlin is usually very busy at work and often gets off work late at night because there are so many cargo ships entering Shiliupu Pier for berthing and unloading every day. However, in the past few days, because the Japanese army and the patrol battalion were fighting near the concession, entering
The number of freighters on the Huangpu River has decreased a lot, so Du Wanlin's work has become more leisurely.
In this chaotic situation, there was no entertainment open to the public. Du Wanlin washed his face and prepared to go to bed. However, as soon as he lay down on the bed, he heard the faint sound of the radio outside. Then by some strange mistake, Du Wanlin put on his clothes again.
I got out of bed and came to the telephone pole at the entrance of the alley.
When Du Wanlin arrived, a large group of people had gathered under the telephone pole, and many of them were strong and powerful men like Du Wanlin. Some of them even knew Du Wanlin, and what was revealed from their bodies was also similar to that of Du Wanlin.
He has the same aura as Du Wanlin, the aura of a veteran.
Seeing Du Wanlin coming, the familiar veterans nodded.
Du Wanlin also nodded, and then focused his attention on the radio.
On the radio, the Northeastern veteran named Wang Goucheng was talking: "To be honest, among the more than 4,000 brothers trapped in Sihang Warehouse, one is my brother, a brother from the same mother.
Call me Wang Shidan, during the Battle of Songhu, I abandoned him in Qingpu Town and ran away alone, but today, I will never abandon him a second time!"
Liang Yixiao asked: "Comrade Gou Sheng, are you saying that you once abandoned your brother in Qingpu Town?"
"Yes, that was an unbearable past." Wang Goucheng's voice suddenly became deeper. "That morning, our regiment received an order from the division headquarters to fight back to Shanghai. But in the evening, the superior ordered
But suddenly it changed again, saying that we were going to retreat, and we were going to retreat immediately, without any delay."
Liang Yixiao asked: "Then, where was your brother Wang Shidan at that time?"
"In the hospital, which is about ten miles away from our regiment headquarters, I originally thought that the division headquarters would send people to pick up the wounded, so I didn't think much about it." When Wang Goucheng said this, his tone suddenly became excited, "
But only after we got to Taicang did we realize that all the wounded were left where they were, with no one caring about them at all!"
"Why?" Liang Yixiao asked, "Why is no one going to pick up the wounded?"
"Because none of the troops received the order." Wang Goucheng said angrily. "When the theater commander issued the order, he did not even consider moving the wounded to the rear."
"Then what?" Liang Yixiao then asked, "Then what did you do?"
Wang Goucheng said: "Then I went back to Qingpu alone to look for my brother, but I couldn't find him. Then the Japanese army arrived. I formed a team with a dozen veterans I met along the way.
Fighting and retreating, we were finally surrounded by Japanese soldiers in the forest. If I hadn't met the commander, the grass on my grave would have grown taller."
After a pause, Wang Goucheng continued: "Fortunately, when I returned to Shanghai with our commander this time, I accidentally found my brother. He was working as a loader at Shiliupu Pier. After learning the truth,
, my brother didn’t blame me, he still trusted me and followed me to join the patrol camp.”
"So?" Liang Yixiao added, "You cherish this reunion very much?"
"Yes." Veteran Wang Goucheng choked and said, "When I took my brother away from Fujin, he was only ten years old. I once knelt in front of my parents' graves and swore a poisonous oath that I would take my brother with me as long as I lived.
Return home, so I will never make the same mistake again. I have abandoned my brother once and will never abandon him a second time."
"If, I mean if..." During the broadcast, the female reporter named Liang Yixiao suddenly became choked up and whispered, "If this rescue fails, we will not be able to save the brothers who were besieged by the Japanese in the end."
Come out, what do you most want to say to those brothers who are under siege, and what do you most want to say to your brother, King Shit Dan?
Wang Goucheng said without hesitation: "I want to say to my brother and all the brothers who are besieged, don't give up easily! Because the brothers who stay outside are doing their best to rescue them, and we have not abandoned them, so they cannot give up either.
Never give up easily, even at the last moment!"
Liang Yixiao's voice sounded again: "The time is now a quarter past two in the afternoon. In half an hour, you will be on the battlefield. However, as far as I know, only one company is involved in the attack this time.
There are less than two hundred people, but there are more than a thousand traitors in the No. 1 Traitor Brigade in the Broadway Building opposite, right?"
"Yes, there is a huge difference in the strength of the troops." Wang Goucheng's voice was low and solemn, "The main force of our patrol battalion has been besieged by the main force of the Japanese Ninth Division near the Sihang Warehouse. The only troops that can be mobilized now are insufficient.
There are thousands of people, and some things cannot be hidden from others, and the Japanese know our situation very well."
Hearing this, Du Wanlin's mood sank inexplicably.
Du Wanlin never thought that the patrol battalion would launch a rescue operation in such an unfavorable situation.
Perhaps many people would think that it was not worth it and that it was stupid, but Du Wanlin felt a little palpitating inexplicably.
As a veteran, Du Wanlin knows very well that on the battlefield, there are many things that cannot simply be measured by the standard of worthiness or unworthiness, because no matter how brilliant a combat consultant is, he will never be able to accurately calculate the relationship between brotherhood and comrades-in-arms.
Powerful energy that can burst out at certain times.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Goucheng's voice sounded again, saying: "In fact, each of us knows very well that this rescue operation is simply a moth flying into the flame, but we will still set foot on the battlefield without returning our customers, just like
The commander knew clearly that what was waiting for him at Sihang Warehouse was a trap, but he still went there without looking back."
Liang Yixiao said: "The commander said he didn't want to abandon those Songhu veterans for the second time, right?"
"Yes, those surviving veterans of the Songhu Battle have already been abandoned once. The commander must not watch them being abandoned again. Therefore, even though he knew it was a trap, he jumped in without hesitation because he
I don’t want to chill the hearts of those veterans who have shed blood for our country and sacrificed their lives for our nation.”
Liang Yixiao said: "I remember the commander once said that our veterans cannot be allowed to bleed and shed tears."
"Yes, this is something our commander often says." Wang Goucheng's voice began to choke, "The commander would not hesitate to die, let alone us? So, even if we know we can't win, we can't win.
We know that if we continue to fight like this, we will all die, but we will still charge forward without hesitation."
After a pause at this point, Wang Goucheng's tone suddenly rose: "The reason why we do this is just because we are brothers. Even if we die in battle, we will never abandon our brothers!"
Wang Goucheng's voice lowered, and Liang Yixiao's voice sounded again.
"Listener friends, here, I want to tell you some sad news. Shortly after the interview ended, veteran Wang Gou Sheng died in an attack. He really did it. He really fulfilled his promise.
, even if you die, you will never abandon your trapped brothers!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd gathered under the telephone pole immediately burst into an uproar.
Du Wanlin also felt as if his heart had been hit hard by something!
Suddenly, Du Wanlin felt that something was slowly awakening deep in his silent soul.
Liang Yixiao's narration continues: "Comrade Wang Goucheng died with him, as well as more than a hundred brave veterans from his company. Many people don't understand why they knew they were going to die, but they still fought resolutely.
Rush forward? In fact, it’s because they don’t understand what brothers are?”
"The commander said that a brother is someone who always has his back turned to you on the battlefield."
"Brother, you are the one who can stand up without hesitation and use his chest to block the bullets for you when the enemy's bullets fly towards you!"
"Brother, he is the one who can rush over at all costs when you are injured, and vows to save you even if it means risking his own life."
"Brother, when you died, he was the one who vowed to drag your body back even in the face of large-caliber artillery, even if in the end he only dragged back a mutilated arm."
"Brother, he is the one who carries your ashes back to his hometown, and many years later, when he is seventy or eighty years old, he can still kneel in front of your grave and cry like a child."
"Brother, you are the one who always believes that you will never give up, and you also believe that he will never abandon you!"
"Brothers are brothers!"
"Thank you everyone, this ends today's broadcast."
The broadcast ended here, but the people gathered under the telephone pole were unwilling to disperse for a long time.
A young woman looked back at the young man beside her and said with tears: "Azheng, if you want to go, you can go. I will take care of my mother and daughter, so you don't have to worry."
The young man's eyes suddenly turned red, and then he stood upright and saluted his wife with a respectful military salute. After the salute, the man turned around and walked away resolutely. From the beginning to the end, he never looked back.
Behind the man, the young woman was already crying into tears.
On the other side, a man with a Chinese character face suddenly turned over and knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to an old woman with white hair, and then cried loudly: "Mom, my son is unfilial, and my son is going back to the army.
!”
The old woman stepped forward, hugged the man's head, and burst into tears: "Son, you can go if you want."
The man got up, wiped his tears and quickly walked away. The old woman looked at her son's back, waved her hand, and waved her hand again, until her son's figure had completely disappeared, but she still refused to leave for a long time.
